Rejection is part of the deal of being a writer. You send stuff out, and a lot of times you'll get your self-addressed stamped envelope back with a "thanks, but no thanks" form letter.
You learn to take your encouragement where you can get it. I got a chance to do that last week, when The New Yorker sent a rejection email for a short story I sent them.
In the email, they said the story had "evident merit."
I checked with fellow writers and they assured me this was indeed a positive rejection.
So the story is out to another magazine, and I have hope someone might buy it at some point.